Saturday, August 31, 2013

Title: The Garden of Eden

Series: The Eden Chronicles #1

Genre: YA paranormal romance/ urban fantasy

Blurb

Eden Daylesford is a sixteen- year
old Nephilim girl stuck smack bang in the middle of a war between angels and
demons. And the bad thing is, she shares both of their blood.

When her mother takes her to the
Michaelite Sanctuary in London to try and get rid of the deadly trait that has
started to appear - one that hasn’t been seen in a long time. It could stop
Eden from forming any sort of relationship with anyone, including the tempting
Asher. Eden has no idea just how powerful she is.

Will she learn to embrace her new
ability and accept her new role, or go back to her old life of an ordinary
human teenager?

Will she be tempted?

The enticing first book in the spin
off novella series to The Legend of the Archangel. Set after events in The
Chronicles of Fire and Ice.

Excerpt

I ran so fast I felt one
with the wind. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough.Sooner or later my mother would track me down
but until then I’ll enjoy myself. As I entered the arcade I heard my name.

“Yo, Eden.”

“Eden! You escaped.”

I smiled as I saw my friends
approach. “Yeah I escaped the clutches of the evil demon.”

“You shouldn’t joke about
that stuff, it could be real,” said Zoe innocently. Zoe was my best friend and
still an innocent. Her boyfriend Mike thought he understood all. Even though
they were Nephilim too, I couldn’t let them learn who my father was.

“It is real, Zo. If there
are angels, there are demons. You can’t have one without the other.”

“Who says?” I defended as I
retrieve the air hockey puck out of the slot and place it on the table. It
begins sliding around in a small circle, waiting for me to hit it.

“Says I.” Mike took the position
opposite me and waited. I narrowed my eyes and glared at him. Zoe always says I
do this thing with my eyes that could make every boy swoon, but I don’t believe
it. How could one person’s eyes make someone swoon? As I wacked the air hockey
puck, Mike seemed distracted by something, so the puck sailed straight down
into my goal at his end. The electronic voice announced the score to be one nil
and that seemed to break his reverie.

“Mike, what happened? You
were totally out of it.” Zoe placed a hand on his bicep.

“No, I wasn’t.”

“Yes, you were. You totally
let Eden win.”

“It was just a lucky shot,”
I said in defence. I couldn’t let them think that somehow I had something to do
with Mike’s off-with-the-faeries moment. Did I? It couldn’t be possible. I didn’t
just cause Mike to space out and act as if he and I were the only ones left on
earth? Did I?

“That never happens, baby.”

“Okay, maybe this turn will
be better.” Mike retrieved the puck out of the slot on his side and placed it
on the table, ready to hit. I stood ready, but this time I was the distracted
one. I couldn’t get the feeling out of my head that I had revealed one of my
powers to him. My mother said to never do that. But was it even one of my
traits? The air hockey puck sailed straight under me and landed in his goal.
One- all.

“Oh yeah!” Mike hooted, but
I didn’t feel like partying anymore. I walked away from the table.

“Oh, what’s the matter,
Eden, afraid of being beat?”

“No, I just don’t feel like
playing anymore.”

“Oh, come on! We were right
in the middle of a game!”

I walked away ignoring their
pleas as the allure of the hoop game called me over. I had just pushed a token
in the slot and picked up a ball, when I heard my name. But it wasn’t from Mike
or Zoe.

“So this is where you spend
your runaway hours?” I glanced over my shoulder and saw the creep standing
behind me.

“Who are you and what do you
want?”

“Don’t you see the family
resemblance?” he smirked.

I turned to take a good look
at him, intrigued. The guy had to be about my mother’s age, maybe a little
older and had the same grey- blue eyes my mother has.

“Uncle Adam?”

“In the flesh. Now lets get
out of here.”

I chuckled as I turned back
around and threw a ball at the highest scoring hoop. It went in. “I am not
going anywhere with you.”

Adam clapped. “Good shot.
But its not surprising, seeing whose blood you carry in your veins.”

“Do you mean yours and
Mum’s, or…”

“Lakyn’s?” He finished for
her. “Either way, you have so many abilities you are not even aware of, Eden.
And some of them are quite dangerous.”

“How do you know this?”

“I was there from the moment
you were born. Trust me, I know.”

I tossed another ball in,
this time in a lower scoring hoop and it went in as well. “I’m still not going
with you.” As I picked up a third ball and pushed it towards the hoops, it
froze mid- air. I gasped and looked back at my uncle. He shrugged.

“Game over.”

As he walked away, the ball
remained frozen.

“Wait, how did you do that?”
I asked, glancing back and forth from the ball to him.

“If you come with me, I’ll
tell you.”

“My mother sent you, didn’t
she?”

“She might have.”

“So what you just did, can I
do that?”

“Everyone’s traits are
different, but probably. If you come with me, you can find out more.”

“I can’t just leave my
friends.”

“Yes, you can. You can
always make new friends.”

I stopped walking and looked
at my friends playing the Daytona. Mike was showing Zoe how to drive, which was
really cute. And then I looked at my uncle, waiting patiently outside the mouth
of the arcade by a black town car. If I stayed, I would never know what my
traits would be, I would never learn how to use them. But I would be a normal
teenager, going to school and hanging out at the arcade with her friends. If I
went with my uncle, I would no longer be normal. I wanted both lives. But the
idea of having amazing powers intrigued me most. In the end I chose door two.
Looking back I regretted leaving my friends. But I knew they would never
understand. I knew deep down that I was made for a higher purpose.

Review:

Holy Cow,I did not see that ending coming at all! L.L. Hunter takes you on a journey inside of the life of Eden.She is half angel and half demon.When her trait appears it can prove to be devastating. All Eden wants is to be a normal teenager but that is no longer an option when her trait becomes a danger to all.Her mother seeks refuge at a Michaelite Sanctuary in hopes of finding her help to control it.Meeting Asher, a boy who lives there,could be her undoing.The choices she makes can either save or destroy them.And not everyone one is who they seem to be and no one should be trusted.

While most teens want an epic senior year, Trinity
Whitebone hoped for a normal one.
Being seventeen was hard enough. Having the emotions of everyone around you in
your head made life more than a little difficult.

Until Blain Heros enrolled.

He screamed hot-god in jeans with just his walk. His
intense stare warmed her skin like a thousand suns. Unfortunately, his interest
in her seemed to run from blazing to freezing in the span of moments and left
her nothing but confused. She could deal with things not being normal, but when
life goes from strange to dangerous…

Trinity is the direct descendant of Pandora and fated to
rectify the terrors released into the world by her curious ancestor. With
powers she didn’t know existed and abilities she never wanted, Trinity tries to
walk away from everything her life had become. She thought she could turn her
back on her fate, until a band of rogue immortals discover who she is and will
do whatever it takes to control her powers. Trinity is left with one
decision…Embrace fate or die trying.

Author
Bio:

Angela
McPherson

Born and currently residing in Midland, Texas,
Angela shuffles three busy children (not including her husband) all over the
place. She works in a busy pediatric doctor's office as a nurse during the day,
and writes at night. She is addicted to coffee——who isn’t? And firmly believes
chocolate can fix all——especially chocolate ice cream. She laughs a lot, often
at herself and is willing to try anything once (she thinks). When
Angela isn’t rushing kids around, working or writing, she’s reading.
Other than life experience, Angela turns to a wide variety of music to help
spark her creative juices. She loves to dance and sing, though her kids often
beg her not to.

Over
an hour into my work out on the elliptical, sweat covered my brow and a few
curls had broken free from my elastic band, making them stick to the sides of
my face and forehead. When I grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat away, my legs
felt wobbly and weak. I bought a bottle of water from a vending machine and
headed out.

In the
parking lot, I saw the sky had darkened considerably, elongating the shadows.
As I walked back to my car I realized the birds in the nearby trees slowly
became silent.

Stopping,
I scanned the street. Not a single person was out. Even the cool breeze when I
left the gym had stilled, almost as though everything had frozen in time.

Without
warning, my stomach rolled. Almost instantly I felt nauseous as the familiar
dread of darkness surfaced inside of me. The force became so overwhelming I
doubled over, gasping for air.

As I
focused on breathing, deep guttural laughter echoed in the stillness nearby. My
head snapped up, my eyes searching for the man in my dreams. My brain worked in
overtime, wondering how my dreams had finally crossed the barrier into reality.

The
laughter came again, only closer this time. He wanted me, wanted me to
surrender the light of life to dwell in the darkness of death. My panic
increased as my heart thundered in my chest. I couldn't think clearly.

A few
feet away, a man appeared, though he looked more or less the same age as me.
Tall, well built with chestnut hair stopping at the hard angle of his jaw, and
his eyes as black as a raven's feather. He didn't look like the same person
from my nightmares. Not that it mattered–his presence still terrified me.

His
lips twisted into a sinister grin, a mixture of evil and pain so clear I could
taste it on my tongue. I tried to ease my panic and think clearly, but just
like in my nightmares, I was losing.

"Who
are you and what do you want?" Much to my surprise, my voice stayed even.

"You
don't know, do you?" He tilted his head to the side, watching me with amusement
in his dark eyes. He slowly held a finger in the air and then began making
circular movements. The motion created his own personal whirlwind, lifting the
hair around his face.

He
continued to walk toward me, controlling the wind with his finger. My panic
increased; my insides felt like they were being stretched thin, ready to snap
in half at any given second.

"What
do you want?" This time my voice quivered at the end.

"You
have got to be kidding me, right?" He shook his head. "This is easier
than I thought it'd be." He must have read the perplexed look on my face
because he started laughing–hard. I would've been offended had I not been so
freaking scared.

His thoughts and emotions become stronger with each step he took,
overpowering my ability to shut off the inner darkness wanting to be set free.
I wasn’t sure which way was up or down, left or right, and it didn't matter.

Teaser :

"As in five o'clock in the freaking morning? Do you
realize how early that is?" I followed after him.

Without warning, he tossed a bottle of water at me, which I
caught. "Nope, no joke. Now I've got to get some beauty sleep, and based
on the way you look, you could use a little yourself."

Quotes:

1.

The odds were
so not in my favor. My situation sucked to the messed-up-degree.

2.

My stomach
knotted, the nausea so intense I began heaving on the ground. Smell, taste; all
of it evil. A darkness so pure, I knew I could never defeat it. My fear strangled
my light.

Sent to Ashe, stuck
between life and death, Maggie is living in a dream; remembering nothing of the
battle to save the world or of her love for Luc. There is only one way back-
she must remember it all. But in leaving the perfection that is Ashe, she’ll
lose her mother all over again.

Luc won’t let Maggie
go without a fight. Even as he watches her body withering before his eyes, he
refuses to give up on their love. Aided by trusted friends, Luc wages war to
bring back the Phoenix
he loves, even as a threat far bigger than Ossa lets his presence be known.

When you are left with
only one chance to get it all back, do you seize it, or do you burn the world
to the ground?

Author Bio:

Lisa Morgan
lives in rural Upstate NY with her husband Brian, three children, a degu and
precocious Siberian Husky. A lover of books and words, it has always been her
desire to tell stories that the people near her could listen read, escaping the
world around them by way of the page. Always having a new story idea popping
into her head, sometimes at the least appropriate times, Lisa can almost always
be found with a notebook and writing utensil somewhere within reach, just as
her 8th

grade
teacher made her promise to do.

When she
isn't writing or taxiing kids, Lisa enjoys reading, football, cooking, singing
& dancing badly; tattoos, and spending time with family and friends.

Roseanna
- Ana - French was happy with her life. Sure she had to move to a strange new
town and live in a creepy new house that had inexplicable cold spots, but she
could live with that. What she couldn’t deal with was the relentless tapping
inside the walls at night, the sinister shadows in the halls or the spirit crawling
its way beneath her skin.

Author Bio

Airicka
Phoenix is the best-selling author of The Touch Saga, Games of Fire, Octavian's
Undoing & The Lost Girl Series with short stories in Whispered Beginnings:
A Clever Fiction Anthology and Midnight Surrender Anthology. She also writes
adult paranormal & contemporary romance under her alter ego, Morgana Phoenix.

Monday, August 26, 2013

Leaving it all behind, Laney and Oliver are looking forward
to getting away from the troubles of “Treeville,” and finally beginning their
forever. Unfortunately, Laney’s guardian angel and Oliver’s twin have other
plans in mind.

Even so, after a wonderful, yet also terrifying few days
together, Laney and Oliver are off to the capital where they will partake in
Levi’s plans of persuading his love to join his world. Although enjoyable, and
rather entertaining, Laney and Oliver must soon return home where anything can and
will go wrong.

As if a psychotic angel and a crazy twin brother were not
enough, Laney and her friends come to find that their previous troubles with
witches, werewolves, and the Weslin siblings were nothing compared to what is
coming.

With many secrets into her life revealed, Laney must find it
within herself to hold it together and make the right choices to help save the
ones she loves.

With everyone’s
futures hanging in the balance, will Laney and her friends be able to put a
stop to a chain of events that could tear their world apart?

YA/NA, Paranormal Romance. 18+ *Mature Content Warning*

AUTHOR BIO:

Joann I. Martin Sowles is the self-published author of The Brookehaven Vampires series. She prefers fantasy to reality, and anything purple. She could spend hours talking to anyone who would listen about her favorite books, movies, and TV shows. She loves to read and is a devoted Mickey Mouse fan. When she’s not consumed by her writing, Joann is busy homeschooling her kids or hiding from housework.

Thank you for stopping by for the Blurb Reveal of
my upcoming book, Saying Goodbye Without Saying
Hello.

Blurb

The journey of pregnancy brings hope, joy, and love for the
expecting mother. The hope of giving birth to a new life. The joy of feeling
this new life grow inside of her. The love that starts with a test that doesn’t
ever end. Dreams for the unborn child flood the new mother’s mind, as well as
those around her. Each step of the pregnancy is a cherished moment. The
anticipation of meeting her cherished baby builds from the very first month and
ends after birth.

This is the story of one mother and how a few words changed
her life forever. How a piece of

her faded when she heard these words: “There’s no
heartbeat.” When RaeBeth Buda laid in the hospital in labor, she and her
husband heard those dreaded words.

What happens when all of those dreams are shattered in a
moment’s notice? How does one cope with the loss of their child? This is the
story of their journey and of the devastating grief of the loss of her
daughter, Dakota Emily Buda.

Author
Information

Bio:
RaeBeth McGee-Buda was born in southwestern Pennsylvania in
1987, the second daughter of Rachel Yost and Arthur Curtis McGee. RaeBeth grew
up loving to read and write poetry, as well as short stories. Her childhood
dream was to become a teacher. Rae Beth's dream of writing was created in her
eleventh grade literature class where writing became her
passion.

RaeBeth married in August 2012 to her husband, Gregory Stephen
Buda Jr. and resides in a small Pennsylvania town of Fairchance. RaeBeth is a
full time mother of one beautiful daughter Emma, and a mother to an angel,
Dakota Emily.

She graduated from American Intercontinental University in
2010 with her associates in business administration. She enjoys spending her
time writing and feels connecting with readers and sending her messages are her
main goals.